Although he was thinking of going all out against Sima Xian, he was actually careless. He originally thought that the Hellhounds could at least hold Sima Xian for ten seconds or more, but in reality, Sima Xian only used one second to end the battle.

His spell was almost complete and couldn’t be changed. However, at Sima Xian’s current speed, he could completely reach him before his spell was completed! Could he not have spirit wings, being able to instantly kill so many Hellhounds?

However, to everyone’s surprise once again, Sima Xian not only didn’t use spirit wings, but when he came to twenty meters away from the Gate of Hell, he even stopped his feet, just standing there calmly, with intense fighting spirit in his eyes.

What was he doing? Waiting for his opponent to complete the spell? That was too arrogant.

For a moment, the audience couldn’t help but be in an uproar. They all saw Sima Xian’s intention.

Only Sima Xian himself understood his mood at this time. He needed to release it too much. He was originally a flamboyant character, and after being silent for too long, he needed a big battle to express the emotions suppressed in his heart.

The Dark Summoner’s spell was finally completed, and the Gate of Hell emitted a strong dark purple halo. Immediately afterwards, a huge figure drilled out of the Gate of Hell.

That’s right. It was drilling.

The Gate of Hell was four meters high and three meters wide. But his summon had to lower his head to get out of it.

Over six meters tall, humanoid, burly, winged, with spiral horns. Ninth order, Hell Demon King.

That’s right, this was the Dark Summoner’s trump card. With an eighth-order peak cultivation, he summoned a powerful ninth-order Hell Demon King through his natal magic. No matter what Sima Xian did, he had finally completed this magic.

“Roar—” A sky-shattering roar rang out, and the roar came not from the Hell Demon King, but from Sima Xian, who was waiting twenty meters away.

Facing the Hell Demon King stepping out of the Gate of Hell, he suddenly spread his arms and roared at the sky. Immediately afterwards, he strode forward and charged savagely towards the Hell Demon King.

The Hell Demon King had just been summoned and hadn’t understood what was going on when he saw a human emitting intense golden light rushing towards him. He almost subconsciously punched out. He went straight for Sima Xian.

Intense dark purple halos burst out from the Hell Demon King’s body, and the aura of a powerful ninth-order Hell powerhouse undoubtedly erupted.

However, Sima Xian, who charged savagely, didn’t mean to avoid its sharpness at all. He took a heavy step on the ground, making a loud thud, and immediately, his whole person had already jumped high.

The golden light emitted from his body instantly turned into a blazing white color, and Sima Xian’s fist slammed fiercely into the Hell Demon King’s fist in the burst of blazing white light.

The flesh body hard resists the Hell Demon King. It was too awesome.

At this moment, it wasn’t just Feng Ling’er who was holding her breath, but also the vast majority of spectators. Sima Xian’s domineering and savage fighting style was the most exciting!

“Boom—”

The collision of light and darkness was always so intense. The protective shield of the Holy Alliance Grand Trial Field shook violently. Centered on Sima Xian and the Hell Demon King, the powerful spiritual power fluctuations rolled back, and even the Gate of Hell was shaken by the aftermath.

What was even more shocking was that the one who suffered was not Sima Xian, who everyone didn’t look favorably on, but the Hell Demon King.

In the roar, the Hell Demon King was actually forced to retreat several steps by Sima Xian’s punch, and on the fist that collided with Sima Xian, blazing white holy fire burned violently, strongly corroding his body.

Sima Xian somersaulted in the air and landed on the ground, but as soon as his feet landed, he exerted strength again, rushing towards the Hell Demon King like a blazing white cannonball.

The competition had been going on for a while, but this was the first real ninth-order vs. ninth-order confrontation. When Sima Xian punched back the Hell Demon King, everyone already understood that this bald priest, who looked savage, domineering, and played out of the ordinary, was actually a ninth-order powerhouse!

A saint-level priest? But would a priest use his fists to fight the Hell Demon King?

Charging up again, Sima Xian’s hands clasped together. His figure, which had jumped high, had completely surpassed the Hell Demon King. On his clasped fists, he condensed a white light ball with a diameter of half a meter, and slammed it down towards the Hell Demon King.

The Hell Demon King had just stopped his retreating momentum. The living light attributes Sima Xian had used on him earlier were too strong and domineering. They had impacted his own dark power to a considerable extent.

This Hell Demon King had just appeared here and didn’t understand the environment here at all. Under Sima Xian’s savagery, he almost subconsciously raised his hands upward. At the same time, a purple light burst out from the horns on his head, and shot towards Sima Xian.

Sima Xian was too reckless. He didn’t care about the purple light shooting towards his chest at all. His fists collided fiercely with the Hell Demon King’s fists.

In the midst of a loud bang, the Hell Demon King let out a miserable cry. His six-meter height was shortened by a section, and he was actually slammed down by Sima Xian’s fists by more than one meter. The intense holy light flames instantly swept over his entire body, causing his huge body to tremble violently.

However, the purple light emitted from the Hell Demon King’s horns accurately hit Sima Xian’s chest. Sima Xian’s body paused in the air, and then, a thick purple light reflected from the position of his chest.

“Crack—” A loud thunder sounded in the field. The purple light, which was even thicker than when it came, slammed into the Hell Demon King’s chest, blasting him with purple lightning all over his body, and his huge body directly leaned back.

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Golden wings finally appeared on Sima Xian’s back. The huge wings spread out horizontally, more than ten meters wide. With a flash, he chased to the top of the Hell Demon King’s head. His thick and powerful hands grabbed one horn of the Hell Demon King each.

“Open it for me.”

“Hiss—” In the chilling sound, the Hell Demon King’s howl came to an abrupt end. Its huge body was actually torn in half from the top of its head by Sima Xian.

“Bang—” Sima Xian landed on his feet. Only at this moment did he begin to pant heavily. But the wild and sturdy look in his eyes didn’t weaken in the slightest. He stared intently at the Gate of Hell in front of him, which was becoming illusory.

The whole place was silent!

From the beginning of the individual competition until now, a battle that truly shocked the entire field, and even the entire Holy City, had finally appeared.

The bald priest Sima Xian relied on the power of his flesh body to tear apart the Hell Demon King, who was also a ninth order. At this moment, the sturdy aura he exuded made the old powerhouses of the Six Great Temples couldn’t help but feel chills.

The Dark Summoner subconsciously took a few steps back, almost falling. Looking at Sima Xian’s wild and savage eyes, his face was pale. Even if the Hell Demon King was only the weakest of the ninth-order Hell creatures, he was still a ninth-order powerhouse! He didn’t even use a decent skill, and he was torn apart by this bald tough guy. This had completely exceeded his understanding.

The tall and burly figure, tearing apart the Hell Demon King, what a sturdy man.

Ninth order, he was a ninth-order powerhouse, but was he really a priest?

Although Yang Wenzhao had also won the competition before, his battle had a certain element of skill, and didn’t make more people realize the strength of Dawn of Light. But at this moment, Sima Xian’s wild outburst forced all the spectators to face the Dawn of Light Demon Hunt Squad squarely.

In the competition area of the Priest Temple, the leader Ling Xiao had already stood up, his face full of excitement.

Sima Xian was his disciple! Although this guy had been missing for so long, he was indeed his disciple! Others couldn’t believe that he was a priest, but Ling Xiao knew very well that this sturdy bald man was from the Priest Temple.

In previous Holy Temple Grand Competitions, the Priest Temple had almost always participated as observers. When had they ever been so glorious? For the first time, Ling Xiao felt that a priest who couldn’t heal could also bring glory to the Priest Temple. At this moment, he was determined to develop Discipline Priests in the Priest Temple so that the Priest Temple had the ability to protect itself.

The fierce light in Sima Xian’s eyes gradually subsided. He put his hands together in front of his chest and bowed slightly to the Dark Summoner in the etiquette of a priest, then turned and walked off the field. There was no need for his opponent to admit defeat, everyone understood the result. The Dark Summoner had not only lost, but even his confidence had been greatly affected.

Walking out of the entrance of the Knight Temple, he put on his cloak again and returned to the team, standing still as if nothing had happened before.

When the light of choice descended from the sky again, the stunned audience was awakened. The competition continued, but the entire venue was like a beehive, with discussions rising and falling.

The name Dawn of Light also became the focus of the entire Holy City at this moment.

Two people had played in succession, all around thirty years old, but with extremely strong abilities. Especially Sima Xian’s sturdiness left a deep impression on too many people.

On the VIP table of the Warrior Temple, Feng Ling’er was covering her mouth with her small hands, with a few tears still hanging on her pretty face. Even Ye Weiyang, who was also a beauty, couldn’t help but feel pity for her.

“Too handsome. It’s simply perfect!” Feng Ling’er murmured.

Ye Weiyang said angrily, “I really don’t know what’s in your head, girl. You’re such a quiet little girl, but you like tough men. That guy is so rude!”

Feng Ling’er shook her head vigorously, “It’s not rude. Look at him, how manly he is. I thought he was quite sturdy before. I didn’t expect that after being missing for so long, he’s become even more perfect. No, I’m going to find him.” Saying that, she turned her head and was about to run down the VIP table.

(To be continued)

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